52 – TIO

“The table in the painting studio… was…”

He had been drawing it. As an uncontrollable moan escaped Seo Yi-kyung, he raised his arm and blocked his lips with the back of his hand. As if trying to help him find his lost sensation, Seon-yu focused on the basics right before him. In response, Seo Yi-kyung followed along without saying a word.

“Ugh, ngh.”

Han Seung-jae extended his tongue, nibbling and licking the nipples that had grown thick and engorged.

Somehow, the conversation continued to flow as naturally as usual, to the point where it felt almost tender, but the pheromones emanating from Han Seung-jae’s body were being released with enough intensity to feel oppressive.

In Seo Yi-kyung’s mind, it rang like a red alert. It was dangerous. If he continued to inhale the white sandalwood scent pheromones like this, his entire body would melt away, and his brain would turn soft and mushy.

Han Seung-jae was an extreme dominant Alpha. As if reacting to his pheromones, his vision was already warping and distorting, and his consciousness began to fade.

Seo Yi-kyung’s chest swelled and subsided. He became confused as to whether it was because Han Seung-jae was gripping his left breast while sucking the other, or because he was relentlessly inhaling the Alpha’s pheromones.

Seo Yi-kyung felt the strength gradually leaving his body. His hazy gaze drifted slowly toward the door.

“Tsk,”

Startled, Seo Yi-kyung’s shoulders flinched as his physical responses slowed. Han Seung-jae, who had been burying his face in his chest, was now looking down at him.

“Always plotting how to get away from me.”

Han Seung-jae lightly brushed back a strand of wet hair with his fingers. Soon, he looked toward the same spot and lifted his upper body from where he had been pressing down on Seo Yi-kyung.

For a moment, the weight vanished, but then Han Seung-jae grabbed Seo Yi-kyung’s arm.

“Even when I treat you kindly, it’s completely useless.”

Kindly…

Seo Yi-kyung slowly repeated a part of his words in his mind. Staggering, he followed the tall silhouette walking ahead of him.

Clack, Han Seung-jae opened the door. Paintings and lights lined the long hallway. With the light of the chandelier pouring out from the room behind him, Han Seung-jae’s shadow stretched large across the corridor.

Han Seung-jae pushed open the wide-open door and laid Seo Yi-kyung down on the marble floor. As the hard floor touched his back through the thin fabric of his clothes, a chill ran down Seo Yi-kyung’s spine.

“Wha—what are you doing?”

The house was so silent that Seo Yi-kyung’s voice echoed through the dim hallway. It was already well past midnight. Seo Yi-kyung couldn’t even predict what Han Seung-jae was planning.

Han Seung-jae pressed down on Seo Yi-kyung’s shoulders to keep him from getting up. Then, he pulled the tie of the robe around his waist. Having cast off the shower robe, Han Seung-jae’s entire physique was toned. He lowered himself, placing one knee by Seo Yi-kyung’s head.

His member rubbed against Seo Yi-kyung’s cheek. Seo Yi-kyung shrank his neck at the heat touching his face. Pre-cum brushed past his slender jaw and touched his neck, and soon after, the long, erect shaft pressed against his lips.

Han Seung-jae ruthlessly shoved his cock between Seo Yi-kyung’s parted lips. When a startled Seo Yi-kyung clenched his teeth, Han Seung-jae made a sharp sucking sound. Seo Yi-kyung’s pale eyes trembled. Half of his upper body was in the hallway, while his lower half faced the inside of the room.

Han Seung-jae gripped Seo Yi-kyung’s slender jaw. As the lips parted, he drove his cock in deeper than before and slowly worked his tongue.

“From now on, I intend to kick out anyone who shows their face in this hallway.”

“Mmph!”

With a thrust of Han Seung-jae’s hips, the member entered deeply and poked the back of Seo Yi-kyung’s throat.

The master bedroom the two used was located at the furthest end of the second floor. This was a place where Han Seung-jae had explicitly instructed that no one should come unless there were specific orders or cleaning to be done.

However, if Seo Yi-kyung groaned or sobbed, someone might hear it and come running. Especially…

“Ngh, mmph…”

Short breaths, with the tongue being crushed, leaked through Seo Yi-kyung’s lips. Every time Han Seung-jae thrust, saliva he couldn’t swallow leaked from his mouth and flowed toward his ears.

Seo Yi-kyung’s eyes felt hot. It was partly due to the pheromones coming from Han Seung-jae’s body, but also because his head was resting on the marble floor, making the sounds echoing through the hallway sound booming in his ears.

His own voice sounded so foreign. Every time the member entered and exited his open mouth, the saliva pooling in his throat made a squelching, wet sound.

Seo Yi-kyung curled his hands and pushed against Han Seung-jae’s firm abdominal muscles. There were quite a few residents living in this house. Not only did he not want to be seen like this, but fearing that Butler Do or Seon-yu might show their faces, Seo Yi-kyung constantly suppressed the moans leaking out. The more he did, the more violent the hip movements pushing into his mouth became.

Eventually, due to the saliva he couldn’t swallow, Seo Yi-kyung began to make choking sounds. As the member rubbed against his tongue and pushed into his throat, moans drenched in ecstasy repeatedly leaked out.

“Ngh!”

Tears pooled thickly in the corners of Seo Yi-kyung’s eyes. Seeing this, Han Seung-jae pulled his cock out of his mouth and lightly stroked it with his hand. The saliva slid along his fingertips down to his testicles.

“Ack, cough…”

Lifting his white upper body slightly, Seo Yi-kyung twisted his waist to the side and coughed violently. Even then, Seo Yi-kyung raised his hand to cover his lips. A strange glint appeared in Han Seung-jae’s eyes as he watched.

“You don’t even have a sense of priority regarding what’s important.”

“Hng…”

Because of the back of his hand pressing against his lips, Seo Yi-kyung’s words couldn’t form and instead spread out like a flowing sound.

Until now, Han Seung-jae had been showing a certain level of consideration toward Seo Yi-kyung, like a blunt blade. He had hoped Seo Yi-kyung would adapt to the house and was giving him the time and space to observe his situation more closely. But Seo Yi-kyung was still only thinking about leaving this house and tried to avoid every moment of collision with Han Seung-jae.

In the end, it was a waste of time. Had he been doing something completely useless?

Han Seung-jae stripped off Seo Yi-kyung’s pants. His drawers were wet, with a round stain. As Han Seung-jae inserted a finger and pulled down the waistband, a long string of fluid stretched out.

That alone made the rose scent emanating from Seo Yi-kyung’s body intensify. There were some Omegas in the world who emitted pleasant scents. However, people who possessed pheromones that grew hot and aroused just the right amount, a pleasant voice, and movements that stimulated Han Seung-jae as if pushing him to the limit were rare. No, there had been none until now.

Han Seung-jae extended his tongue and licked his lower lip. Watching this, Seo Yi-kyung’s shoulders heaved rapidly. With the light of the chandelier behind him, Han Seung-jae’s upper body was half-shrouded in shadow. His eyes were gleaming, making him look like a beast licking its chops.

“…Stop…”

Seo Yi-kyung raised his hand and then brought it back to his mouth. Han Seung-jae leaned his upper body down and opened his mouth wide, taking Seo Yi-kyung’s semi-erect member into his mouth.

He gripped Seo Yi-kyung’s member with one hand as he took it in, licking down the shaft. The glans, held by his fingertips, stood stiffly upright. Then, he shoved the whole thing into his mouth.

“Hng, ugh…”

Lying with his back against the marble, Seo Yi-kyung tilted his chin up. He looked toward the end of the hallway, which appeared inverted in his vision. His eyes trembled in fear, wondering if someone might be coming from afar.

Seo Yi-kyung’s heels scraped against the marble floor. Han Seung-jae pressed down on the slender, white thighs that were twitching as he tried to close them.

Just then, it seemed as though footsteps were heard from a distance. Seo Yi-kyung hurriedly lowered his hand, cutting through the air.

“Seung…”

Seung-jae. The rest of the words were crushed on his tongue. Han Seung-jae swallowed Seo Yi-kyung’s member even deeper into his mouth.

“Ngh… foot… footsteps, I think someone is coming…”

“That’s great. Lift your hips.”

His voice, while still holding the member, was wet. Han Seung-jae seemed interested only in the space between Seo Yi-kyung’s legs. He didn’t spare a single glance at the situation unfolding in the hallway.

Only Seo Yi-kyung rolled his eyes anxiously, but fortunately, no one appeared in the corridor.

Meanwhile, Han Seung-jae’s hand, which had been pressing down the thighs, brushed past Seo Yi-kyung’s perineum and moved further down.

The hole, moistened by love fluid, was glistening. Han Seung-jae’s long index finger gently pried open the wrinkled entrance.

“Ngh!”

By now, it would be strange if no one heard. Seo Yi-kyung let out a series of groans. Han Seung-jae’s finger pushed inside the inner wall.

The insides of Seo Yi-kyung’s thighs convulsed sharply. He couldn’t take his eyes off the place where the footsteps had been heard. Lying on the marble floor made everything sound louder, ringing in his ears.

Even the sound of Han Seung-jae sucking his member beat erotically against his eardrums.

“Huu…”

Han Seung-jae spat out the member he had been holding. Following the movement of his arm, three fingers withdrew from the hole.

Seo Yi-kyung was flustered, covering his mouth and then letting go, unable to regain his composure.

Han Seung-jae flipped Seo Yi-kyung’s body over. As Seo Yi-kyung braced himself on the marble floor with both knees, his dress shirt was stripped away, brushing against his fingertips.

Seo Yi-kyung’s long eyelashes were wet with something—whether tears or sweat. He blinked repeatedly, trying to steady his blurred vision. In that moment, Seo Yi-kyung’s eyes widened. Two shadows stretching along the long hallway had overlapped. It looked as if a beast had clung to him.

Han Seung-jae’s upper body had moved only slightly, but the shadow cast before Seo Yi-kyung’s eyes swelled and became even more gargantuan.

Han Seung-jae used both hands to spread the white buttocks and rubbed his cock against the opening.

“Watch closely. No matter who comes, I’m going to kick them all out.”

“Ngh!”

Seo Yi-kyung raised the hand that had been scratching the marble floor. But before he could cover his mouth, Han Seung-jae split the hole and shoved his cock inside.

Thump, the member entered deeply, causing Seo Yi-kyung’s upper body to collapse. His spine trembled, and a strong impact surged all the way to his tailbone. Just before his forehead touched the floor, Han Seung-jae grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.

“Lift your head. You should see clearly who is coming.”